Puppies.
Duo was surrounded by puppies, and one fully grown direwolf, and also one not-a-rottweiler. Lipwigzer. Hilarious. There were six large-footed, large-eared, slightly unbalanced and terminally adorable cubs moving in a pack, sometimes falling into an crawling over each other in their excitement over the apparent field trip. Annagovia walked at one side, keeping them corralled, and Arnold, the beaming father, ran doggily past Duo and circled back again to trot at his lady's heels. Annagovia had turned increasingly sweet-natured since the pups were born, though she still had more Looks and warning noises made in the tip of her nose than anyone Duo'd ever met.
They were quite the troupe.
The seventh pup was in the crook of Duo's arm, because Zwerg was still too small to keep up. He absently bent his head to kiss one sandy colored ear. They were keeping the runt.
As for the other six, though, well, they were socialized and as potty trained as you could get on a desert island, and while still rambunctious seemed to understand Duo and Moist's tone of voice when they spoke. Speaking of tones of voice, Moist seemed to be conspiring with two of the pups, both of whom had extremely keen, bright brown eyes and dark coloring and were watching him with unsettling intelligence. Duo suspected this wouldn't bode well. So.
It was time to give some puppies away.
[Looking for the following persons: The Halperts, a von-Borogravia-Cripslock-de Worde, a Sheplan, a Lady Luck, an Adorabelle Spike, and a Quatre Raberba Winner. COME GIT YER PUPPIEZ. Other feel free to tag to boggle at the brood and get dibs on a puppy if another litter's ever had. The puppies more or less look like this. That is Zwerg. The others vary in color and are a bit sleeker and some have shorter fur like their father. Puppiez!]
They were quite the troupe.
The seventh pup was in the crook of Duo's arm, because Zwerg was still too small to keep up. He absently bent his head to kiss one sandy colored ear. They were keeping the runt.
As for the other six, though, well, they were socialized and as potty trained as you could get on a desert island, and while still rambunctious seemed to understand Duo and Moist's tone of voice when they spoke. Speaking of tones of voice, Moist seemed to be conspiring with two of the pups, both of whom had extremely keen, bright brown eyes and dark coloring and were watching him with unsettling intelligence. Duo suspected this wouldn't bode well. So.
It was time to give some puppies away.
[Looking for the following persons: The Halperts, a von-Borogravia-Cripslock-de Worde, a Sheplan, a Lady Luck, an Adorabelle Spike, and a Quatre Raberba Winner. COME GIT YER PUPPIEZ. Other feel free to tag to boggle at the brood and get dibs on a puppy if another litter's ever had. The puppies more or less look like this. That is Zwerg. The others vary in color and are a bit sleeker and some have shorter fur like their father. Puppiez!]
